Flower Master in the City

Zhou Mansion, Tianhai City.

Zhou Ziheng's mood today is actually quite good, because a certain big plan he is planning is developing along the established track.

The only flaw is that some actors in this plan are not dedicated enough to achieve the best result he wants.

Moreover, some people acted, even overplayed, and almost dressed up.

Although it did not cause any major disclosures to his plan, this deviation is still unforgivable.

It may even ruin his rare good mood, so he needs to punish these actors who are not dedicated enough to avoid such mistakes in the future.

At this time, the three unprofessional actors were kneeling in front of him, waiting tremblingly for his sentence.

They were the three people who had previously staged the **** scene at the Cloud Hotel, Pan Lanlan and her husband Yang Zhenshuang, as well as the violent mistress who had something to do with the Nangong family.

These three people were sweating on their foreheads, and they were anxious, and they had no idea what fate they would usher in.

Their life and death depend on the safety of the other person.

If that person is born, they can live.

If that person dies, it is estimated that most of them will not end well.

Not long after, the door of the inner room was slowly opened, and a small, browless old man walked out slowly.

"Brother Fengjun, how is Canghai?"

Zhou Ziheng turned around and asked with concern.

The browless old man rubbed his hands, and said calmly, "I'm temporarily saved."

"That's good."

Zhou Zi took a long sigh of relief, and the three people were also secretly grateful, and they were considered to have taken their lives back.

"But..." The eyebrowless old man suddenly turned and shook his head helplessly: "I'm afraid he will be useless in this life."

Zhou Ziheng's expression changed, and he asked quickly, "What happened to Canghai?"

"He was killed in his own demon flame cocoon."

The browless old man shook his head and sighed: "This is a trick I taught him. It was meant to be used to defend himself when he encounters a strong enemy.

In the end, he used this trick from Xia Xia. If killing is impossible, he is restrained, and he is responsible for it. "

After all, Zhou Ziheng is eager to love his son, and a little anxious: "Brother Fengjun, how can Cang Hai say he is also your disciple, you have to save him.

I'm just such a son, he must have nothing to do. "

"It's not that I don't save, but that I can't do anything."

The old man without eyebrows still shook his head.

"You are the vice president of the Ancient Medicine Association, and you are unparalleled in medical skills. There are few people in the world that can match you."

Zhou Ziheng's heart was really hard to accept, "Moreover, you taught the magic trick. You must have a way to save him."

The eyebrowless old man didn't have much expression fluctuations in his eyes, as if he was talking about a person or something that had nothing to do with him: "If he is only accidentally beaten by a move, the old man can indeed be cured.

However, he provoked Xia Xia, and Xia had already touched him. "

"In front of you, Summer is just a sucker."

Zhou Ziheng was very unwilling, and urged loudly, "Can't your medical skills be inferior to him?

I don't believe it, do you think the money is too small, and how much you want, I will let you transfer it to you now. "

"It has nothing to do with money."

The browless old man shook his head and reached out to touch his bald chin, "I haven't seen the medical skills in summer, and I'm not sure.

But his acupuncture technique is indeed so wonderful.

When there is no 90% certainty, the old man can't act rashly, otherwise he will be aware of my existence. "

Zhou Ziheng said angrily, "I'm afraid that Xia Xia has known about your existence. It is important to save my son now."

"It's useless to be anxious."

The eyebrowless old man glared at Zhou Ziheng a little unhappily, "Your son is a small matter, and planning is the most important thing. Don't forget your identity!"

"The plan is proceeding as usual without any problems."

Zhou Ziheng answered casually, and then urged: "But my son is in danger, why don't you save him? You should do your best... eh?"

"Snapped!"

The slap was loud, and the sound was so loud that everyone in the house seemed to be able to hear it.

The kneeling three people were stunned. In Tianhai City, someone dared to attack the earth emperor Zhou Gongzi, which was incredible.

The elder without eyebrows slowly retracted his palms, and yelled with contempt: "Zhou Ziheng, you have been a man for a long time, forget what your identity is! You are a demons, it was our Six Demon Platform that spent the money. Nurtured by countless hard work is not a tool for humans to reproduce offspring."

"I know exactly who I am, so I cherish my son even more!"

Zhou Ziheng touched his face, his exposed emotions finally reduced a little, "The Demon Race has been on Earth for thousands of years, and I know how much effort and time it took.

Because of this, I have to cherish this son even more! "

The turbid eyes of the browless old man moved, as if he had expected what Zhou Ziheng wanted to say, he couldn't help being a little annoyed.

"How many people the Demon Race has cultivated, how many experiments have been done, and the one who can eventually reproduce offspring, is only my Zhou family."

Zhou Ziheng looked at the browless old man indifferently, and said coldly: "So, our bloodline of Zhou Zi cannot be cut off. This is what the Great Demon Lord meant."

Kneeling, the three people looked at each other, a little distrustful of what they heard.

What kind of demons, what human beings, and what big demon masters, I don't understand at all, but I feel that the amount of information explodes.

"Um."

The old man without eyebrows didn't know what to say for a moment, paused for a few seconds, and then pointed to the three kneeling people: "Let them hear, is it okay?"

"What can they do if they hear it?"

Zhou Ziheng glanced at the past contemptuously, and the three people trembled with fright.

The old man without eyebrows thought so too. With just three mortals, pinching them to death is as easy as pinching three ants. If you are afraid of them leaking, you can plant them with a devil brain worm.

After Zhou Ziheng's mood stabilized, his IQ went online and asked, "Isn't there any need to intervene in the Xu family's affairs?"

"unnecessary."

Wumei was too old to wave his hand, "The people over there will naturally take care of the aftermath."

"Then Miss Xu, and the genius doctor Xia..." Zhou Ziheng asked again.

"already dead."

The eyebrowless old man said lightly: "It was originally a bait to throw away, but the information they passed over was quite useful."

Zhou Ziheng asked, "Are there any gains?"

"Not so fast."

The elder without eyebrows was a little dissatisfied with Zhou Ziheng's attitude, but did not show it: "It will take time. If you can get summer blood or cells, you may be able to get twice the result with half the effort, but until now, no one can do it."

"Can't you start from his women?"

Zhou Ziheng was a little puzzled.

The old man without eyebrows shook his head: "A lot of people thought about you before, and then they all died.

So, don't do this kind of thing if you don't have more than 70% certainty.

Like your son Canghai, if he follows the plan, how can he become what he is now? "

"Humph!"

Zhou Ziheng couldn't refute, but he was quite unhappy: "Canghai is just a teenager's heart."

"Now you need to do two things."

The elder without eyebrows didn't say anything polite, and said directly in the tone of the following command: "First, when you meet the Lan Yi person tomorrow night, Summer will definitely come with you. Just let the flow take place, don't arouse his suspicion."

Zhou Ziheng said dissatisfied: "Do you still need to remind me of this?"

"Second, find a way to send a woman to Xia Xia."

The old man without eyebrows ignored Zhou Ziheng's attitude and said slowly.

Zhou Ziheng said lightly: "Do you think you will be fooled in summer?"

"Of course he will be fooled."

The old man without eyebrows is quite sure, "After countless previous observations and yesterday's test, this kid is indeed quite lustful.

As long as it is really a peerless beauty, he doesn't care if it is an enemy or a friend. "

"Ha ha."

Zhou Ziheng looked disdainful: "Ms. Xu's stuff like that is really not a peerless beauty, let alone dead."

"Ms. Xu was never our choice."

The browless old man said blankly: "I said it earlier. She is just a bait. He will only like it more if he disappoints Xiaxia once and then pushes the real peerless beauty in front of him."

Zhou Ziheng just wanted to laugh: "Don't you think people are ants, why do you know so much about human nature?"

"Knowing yourself and the enemy is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

This is what you humans say. "

The old man without eyebrows didn't mind this ridicule at all, "Furthermore, as long as the great demon master can reappear in the world, let alone understand the ants, he will become an ant, and the old man will not hesitate."

"Then the question is, what about the peerless beauty you are preparing?"

Zhou Ziheng asked.

The old man without eyebrows said lightly: "It's ready, just waiting for summer tomorrow night to get in."

"Um?"

Zhou Ziheng's eyes widened, and he pointed at the person who has no eyebrows and no eyebrows: "Is she also a demon?

Impossible, she is clearly a pure human.

Or does it mean that her family is also a force supported by the demons? "

The browless old man shook his head: "She is not ours, and even her ancestors are still our mortal enemies.

But time has passed, and those grievances have long since disappeared.

As long as she can become the woman of summer, maybe we will soon be able to solve the mystery of the invincibility of summer. "

"It's best."

It's not that Zhou Ziheng is lack of confidence, but he is more inclined to people, and he still can't fully trust these pure demons.

...Jianghai City, Shenyi Building.

At only six o'clock in the morning, Subeibe woke up, stretched out slowly, and yawned again.

Last night, she was practicing the exercise Zhao Yuji gave her almost all night.

That exercise requires naked meditation, coupled with moonlight, in order to achieve its maximum effect.

It's almost Mid-Autumn Festival now, and the moon is getting rounder and rounder. Of course she doesn't want to miss it.

Wearing a loose-fitting pajama casually, Subeibei went out of the room, first went to wash up, then went to the kitchen to heat a few slices of bread and fry an egg.

Carrying the plate, I came to the restaurant and poured myself a glass of milk.

When she was about to eat, suddenly a hand reached under her eyelid.

Su Beibei was stunned for a moment, her mind hadn't reacted yet. She thought that this hand was coming to take the bread, and subconsciously wanted to scold her, but that hand actually got into her clothes.

"what!"

Subeibei screamed, jumped up, and reacted violently. Lan Yiren went to Tianhai City, and Shi Chun and the others went out again. She should be the only one here!